Dreamscape Poetry

19/04/2024

The Dark Web....
Heavy rain, depressing night.
I`m feeling bored and uneasy tonight.
Social media doesn`t appeal.
Which are catfish, which are real?
I`m supposed to be writing, but not inspired.
Lack of interest, feeling tired.
Exploring now, clicking around
I couldn`t believe what I had found.
It`s real, it exists.
The dark web, that`s a twist.
At first I felt trepidation,
but this really needed exploration...
Gingerly, I scrolled around
where deep, dark secrets do abound.
The site that intrigued me the most
had a sinister and hooded host.
It appeared to be the preferred site
for serial killers and the like.
They shared their plans to ensure
increasing their nefarious killing score.
What was I reading?
Horror pics of pain and bleeding.
Awful images with each post.
Details of which method most
brought about the satisfying thrill
of the capture and the kill...
Now, I have a mind that`s open
to most things that are typed or spoken,
but what I saw today on that site
was despicable and wasn`t right.
A really sick aberration
which brought a nauseous sensation.
Shaking, I quickly arose
and sharply slammed my laptop closed.
My stomach contents met the sink
and I poured myself a large stiff drink...
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

18/04/2024

LIQUID EMOTION ...
Why are you feeling so sad?
Catching your tears as they fall ..
Is your life really that bad?
Try to make sense of it all ..
I wish I could mix up a potion
That would put a smile on your face..
A soothing and softening lotion
That would remove your tear tracks in a trace..
I know life has hit you blindside
I wish you courage to fight your way through
You`ll emerge a lot stronger on the far side..
Cleaner, revitalised and new.
So release all the liquid emotion..
Let your tears fall, cleanse your heart
If you need to .. cry an ocean ..
Then allow the healing to start..
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

17/04/2024

DOLLY ON THE DUSTCART ❤..
I must admit it`s true that I`ve seen better days.
I`m a survivor of the sixties and the Pollyanna craze.
I used to be so vibrant in colours bright and fetching,
and my yellow knitted plaits were stylish and eye catching.
I had my own spot on the bed
next to my tiny owner`s head.
She loved me for so many years,
I saw her smiles, soaked up her tears.
I saw her on her wedding day,
then her toys were cleared and thrown away...
Precious toys that made her smile
ended their life on an unwanted pile.
Packed in a box with me on top,
toys transported to a charity shop.
They made us welcome, gave me a shelf
and left me sitting by myself.
I was purchased after a while
by a nice young man with a friendly smile.
I thought that I may be a surprise
for a little girl with sparkling eyes...
I saw a lorry painted white
with `Dustcart` written on the side.
I really didn`t understand
just what the friendly man had planned.
He tied some string around my middle
and tied me to the dustcart`s grill.
I could see everything from there
and the man smiled at me and my yellow hair.
He said I was to be their lucky charm,
bring them luck and kept safe from harm.
I wave at children as we drive around
collecting rubbish in the town.
They all wave right back at me.
The Dustcart Dolly I`ll always be!..
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

15/04/2024

Soft Whispers ..

12/04/2024

TREASURE CHEST ..

10/04/2024

NOAH! ... a favour, please...
"Hey Noah! It`s still raining" called out his faithful wife
"Oh, do stop your complaining...give over, get a life..
This weather`s bad enough to bear
Without you getting in my hair.
The basement is very, very damp
I`m tempted to say `f*ck it!
It doesn`t help that I`m fighting the fight
With a hole in the damn bucket!"
For days the rain persisted
T`was a muddy sea,
No storm like this was listed
On the weather channel or CBC
On a Monday morning Noah was eating his lunch of choice
When he heard a sound that could only be...it can`t be
It was! God`s voice!
"Listen carefully Noah" said the voice of his Lord
"I need you to do a task for me..to stop you getting bored
This rain is getting worse...it`s getting on my nerves
I want you to build a massive Ark ... all mankind you will serve!"
"But God" answered Noah.."I am but a simple man..
I don`t know how to build a boat..Can`t you ask someone that can?"
"Oh, come on Noah" said the Lord "You are the chosen one.
Get your butt to B & Q... see the advice man-
You`re going to need a lot of wood...get this challenge done!"
Noah sighed and called his sons...strong and tall young men,
Japheth, Ham and the little one...his given name was Shem.
"If we have to save the humans I think we need to save some space. We have to save the animals! I`ll take up their case
They need to come, Dad..can`t you see...don`t decide too hasty..
We`ll take horses to ride and a couple of pigs...bacon is so tasty!"
Noah licked his lips and soon agreed...we will be quite fair..
We`ll take two of every species
Which two? I don`t really care.
Travel far and wide my boys..find me two of every type
I`ll wait here and help your Mum..and sharpen up the knife
Shem, Japeth and their brother Ham travelled over land
The animals were keen to come..hoping for dry land
When at last they got back home behind them a procession
Of every animal you could think of.
Noah said that they did very well, in spite of the recession!
There was antelopes and aardvarks...the biggest elephants ever seen!
Cats and rats and leopards and everything in between!
Two of each they had of course, hoping they would breed
To keep the animal world alive (and give all the bacon they would need)
The Ark was built in record time...with a little help from God
Any time that they were slacking He gave them a mighty prod.
When it was all finished, they got a home delivery from Tesco
Loaded up the animals and told his family "Let`s go!"
They crashed on waves and faltered over the high seas
The polar bears got in the fridge and ate the frozen peas
The monkeys were so excited, their behaviour really bad
Poor Noah lost the plot at times...it was really very sad
Let`s just say the journey was a nightmare to the end
There were whoops and cheers from everyone
When they saw Mount Ararat round a bend!
They pulled alongside, stilled the Ark
Got some change and paid to park
"We made it!" said Noah..."Glory be!
I think you`ll agree...all thanks to me!"
They let the animals out of their pens
Let them roam free over the fens
Noah smacked his palm to his head
"I`m so dim..I`m almost brain dead!
We have two of each species ever born,
But we forgot Mum`s favourite... the bleedin`unicorn!!
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

10/04/2024

Anyone that knows me is aware that I love creepy stuff... I `ve just been told this..I thought I `d creep my friends out too. Her little girl, age 4 was in the supermarket and started screaming and crying. I t was so bad that she left the shop. Back in the car, her mother asked what was wrong `That man in there took me away from my first Mum and hid me under the floor and made me sleep for a long time. When I woke up you were my Mum`....eek....

09/04/2024

REDICULOUS..
Something`s gone wrong, what is going on?
I seem to be suddenly gone..
To my best recollection
I was more than a reflection
Ain`t I the unlucky one?
To add to my psychosis
This is a case of hypnosis
That has..well..simply gone wrong.
Animals growl at me
I`m scared they`ll attack me
Forecast: visibility poor
People that knew me
Can now see right through me..
I`m simply not around like before..
For reasons altruistic
I keep my movements simplistic
Avoiding birds flying right through my core.
And I should mention
I get zilch attention..
Social life: extremely poor.
It`s just rediculous
My grooming`s meticulous
But you can`t see me anymore.
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

01/04/2024

The God of war rode out one day
Upon his handsome filly.
I'm Thor he cried!
His horse replied
You forgot your thaddle thilly.!!

29/03/2024

God..Please Send Me an Angel ....
***
Shredding a tissue between my fingers
Listening to doctors and sympathy bringers
Lying with pain, cuts and dark purple contusions,
I know I`m at fault, I have no false illusions.
Sadly watching my mother on my bedside chair
stroking my forehead and blood matted hair.
She had his measure right from the start,
but or course I knew better and followed my heart.
I thought that she looked down because he had no money
but I fell in love..he was handsome and funny.
***
We ran away to live out our dream.
We`d find somewhere to live, we`d make a good team.
At first it was great. We didn`t have much,
but we were in love and I lived just for his touch.
As time went on though, it wasn`t enough.
You can`t live on love and life became very tough.
Money was scarce and tempers got frayed,
we had no heat and the bills were unpaid.
The violence was not really bad at the start,
but he vanished for days, and that broke my heart.
***
The abuse and punches in time escalated.
My mistakes in his eyes would get me berated.
There came a time when I could do nothing right,
if I answered him back it was a cue for a fight.
One night he gave me the worst beating by far.
I ran for my life and jumped into his car.
Eyes swollen shut and tears hampered my vision,
my head was just full of his taunts and derision.
I`d got away, my life was on track.
I left everything behind, but I`d never go back.
***
I was driving too fast, the surface was slick,
one spin of the wheel sent me spinning so quick.
The car rolled over, the hot metal grinding
I thought of my parents and all their reminding
I screamed as I realised that this was the end..
please send me an Angel .. I didn`t intend
this to happen, please..I need a friend.
Please let me live, I need a new start..
please protect my baby, carried near to my heart.
The car shuddered to a stop, the medics pulled me free.
Just cut, battered and bruised .. how lucky could I be?
I truly believe that God sent an Angel to me.
I`m going to live and my baby is fine.
I`m going home with my parents ..it`s time.
***
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

28/03/2024

JUDGEMENT
~~~
Here I abide in another realm,
A world where demons take the helm
We see the mortals that roam the light
and choose those consumed with evil and spite.
They all think they are Heaven bound
when their mortal soul departs the ground,
but when travelling on their journey there
some find that like life, death can be most unfair.
Mistakes and misdemeanours made
will follow a soul beyond the grave.
Your life flashed before you as you died..
was there anything your eyes espied
that told you it could go either way
as to where your journey will end today?
If you are as pure as driven snow
turn right past Hell, to Heaven you go..
but if you ever commited a sin
and never confessed your sin to Him
then you`ll be judged, He will decide
in which realm you will forever reside.
Take your judgement, put forward your case,
remember there`s nothing you can erase.
You have no information, He already knows..
He alone decides where your soul goes.
If the decision does not go well,
then take my hand, your guide to Hell.
~~~~
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

26/03/2024

THE DEVIL`S ROULETTE
~~~
Eyelids close not just to blink
but for other reasons..I can think
of just a couple of obvious ones
like pulling a shirt or sweater on
eyes will close to receive a kiss.
The Devils game is played like this.
No one even knows they`re taking part
we`re all newborn when it starts
When your Mama dries your hair
your eyes tight shut..he`s waiting there..
This Devil`s game you`ve never lost
or you would have found out to your cost.
In his darkness for just mere seconds
his call to eternal Hellfire beckons
If he is in time to pull you down
to his kingdom underground
when you open your eyes your new reality
will be filled with a dire finality.
Of course, this is only if you should lose ~
each day you play, you cannot choose.
When the Devil wins, your future`s bleak..
Remember! .....
people go missing every week.
~~~~
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

21/03/2024

HIRSUTE LOVE ..
I miss you so, darling ..
Please come back soon
My mind`s going crazy
as I stare at the moon.
I know you will be sad
and really missing me.
I never thought you were bad,
we were meant to be.
I love resting my head
on your hairy chest
When we french kiss
it`s your tongue I love best.
I like hairy fingers too,
it`s a sign of a man
You make me feel feminine
when you hold my hand.
I know that my parents
say set my sights higher,
but is you that I want
my hairy desire.
So hurry back, baby
Come home real soon
I need you, my werewolf
before the next full moon.
Marian Finch (c)

21/03/2024

JACK & JILL
***
Pretty Jill went up the hill
dragged by Jack against her will.
At the top is Jack`s caravan
where he takes young ladies when he can.
This bijou home was well equipped
with handcuffs, collars, thongs and whips.
Ladies gasp and stretch their eyes!
There`s an element of surprise.
If she`s expecting tea and cakes
she`ll get a shock, but them`s the breaks.
A block of knives sits in his kitchen,
for inflicting wounds too deep for stitching.
She climbed the hill, now there`s no hope,
she won`t be returning via the downward slope.
Jill is welcomed to his humble home
with panache, style and chloroform.
***

Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

21/03/2024

NEIGHBOURHOOD WATCH .....
My elderly tenant called to complain
about a few minor things, but in the main,
it was the view from his window that vexed him this way
and he insisted that I visit him in person that day.
I set off to see him, trudged through the snow.
He gave me some tea and gestured to show
the opposite window in the next housing block,
where allegedly lived a young woman who shocked
my tenant each day by wearing no clothes,
so that he couldn`t look into the street when he chose.
I approached the window and carefully looked,
but most of the view to the flat was quite blocked.
I could see nobody at all in the n**e.
No one was naked or acting lewd.
I think you are wrong, I said to my tenant.
I`m sure you mean well, but your complaint is irrellavent.
You could never see her through the window from here.
He said "Let me explain and make it clear.
You need to stand on this kitchen chair
and balance yourself on a wing and a prayer.
It does take an effort in order to see.
Lean on the wall and bend both your knees.
If you get the trajectory just right,
and she has the lamp on, you can watch every night..
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

20/03/2024

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES...
I wish I was a kid again!
Splash in puddles in the pouring rain
Into the sweetshop for ten penny chews
Annoying my Dad while he`s watching the news
Teasing my brother and making him squeal
Hiding the cabbage while eating my meal,
helping mum in the kitchen to make a surprise,
dozens of fairy cakes..watch them all rise!
Topped with some icing ... they didn`t look so bad.
I always insisted we keep some back for Dad..
Friday was comic day...for me and my brother.
I`d pick out a Bunty and Judy ... maybe one other..
he`d get Valiant and Victor and usually the Beano
Hurry on home ...it was Friday and we`d know
dinner that night was always the same,
fish and chips from my Dad as he got off the train..
Pure white fish and nice greasy chips
Mum would complain at the size of her hips!
We ate them from newspaper because they taste better,
licking our lips at the crisp golden batter...
Children`s Hour was on TV
After that it was bathtime for me..
Into pyjamas and tucked up in bed,
only thought of tomorrow inside my head...
I look back on my childhood with warmth and affection...
grateful for naughty things that escaped detection!.
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

15/03/2024

Soft Whispers ..

13/03/2024

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13/03/2024

Cinderella Smith...

Cinderella had it rough
She was kind and good enough
to wait on her two ugly sisters,
run around `til she got blisters.
They had stuff she`d never see
like a smart phone and LED tv.
She sneaked out with a wages sub
and met a prince in a Gentlemen`s Club.
Cinders ran out to get the last bus
and dropped her thong in all the fuss.
The prince didn`t see it, what a bother
so she had to buy another.
She missed out on a life of ease
and `til she retired was a pole dance tease.
Marian Finch (Lady Marian)(c)

11/03/2024

MY JENNY ...
Jenny is the girl I love.
She means everything to me.
Her skin is as soft as the clouds above,
her eyes as blue as the sea.
She has lips as pink as a summer rose
and she`ll be my wife one day.
She be so surprised when I propose.
I wonder what she`ll say?
I popped the question once before.
She refused .. but that was then,
before she really knew me
so I`m going to ask again.
This time she really can`t say no,
she gets all she needs from me.
I only have to open my cellar door
to see her waiting there for me.
She`s changed, she`s very quiet now.
Lost her personality.
I told her of a problem,
I hope she understood,
but after not showering for several months
she doesn`t smell too good.
I love you, Jenny...
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

11/03/2024

I Don`t Want to be a Zombie ..

***

I don`t want to be a zombie.

It does nothing for my looks.

Raw meat I don`t fancy,

I want something that`s been cooked.

I get so embarassed

when bits of me fall off.

I used to have one pair of hands

they fell off when I coughed,

now I have just stumps.

I`ve been very stressed of late.

I`m sick of walking aimlessly

with a wobbly shambling gait.

I don`t want to be a zombie.

I want a beefsteak roll,

but I no longer have a stomach ..

just a shotgun made big hole.
..

Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c

05/03/2024

SO COLD .....
I arrived home later than I would have liked.
Got stuck at work and missed my flight.
My wife was visiting her folks alone
and should be back before I got home.
`Hi, honey` I cried
`In the bedroom` she replied.
I was so pleased that she was home
and I wouldn`t have to sleep alone.
I got undressed in the dark
and stumbled to the bed.
`The power is off, I`m cold` she said.
I felt her arms reach out for me.
She was so much colder than she should be.
I pulled her into my embrace,
her golden hair across her face.
My mobile phone`s ringtone began.
On my bedside table it rang.
Sighing, I said `Hello` `Joe, I missed my flight
but I`ll be home tomorrow night.
Is everything there alright?`
I felt two stone cold arms around my waist..
and against my back .. an ice cold face...
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

29/02/2024

The Sad Tale of Rita & Bucky
As rabbits go, Rita was a very lucky girl.
She had a first class hutch from Pets are Us
and her life was a social whirl.
Next door was her lover, Bucky he was called.
They had separate accommodation because
in just one activity they enthralled.
They already had enough babies to fill a petting zoo,
so the times they got together were or****ic, but very few.
It was quite romantic, they`d bang on their comfy hutch,
in a rabbit morse code saying `I love you very much`
One morning, Rita had a drink then banged upon her hutch.
There was no response from Bucky, which worried her very much.
All that day she listened for a sign that he was there,
but silence was all that greeted her..and rabbits can really hear!
(That`s because they have giant ears)
What Rita didn`t realise was that the giant that brought their food
was now unemployed and for rabbits that wasn`t good news.
The quietness from Bucky`s hutch can be easily explained ~
he`s tomorrow`s casserole and tonight`s Rabbit Marinade.
Rita`s days are numbered too, she`ll follow Bucky soon.
The hutches for sale on E Bay..no more rabbit in the room.
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

28/02/2024

ROBOTICS...
My little son was six years old,
Really smart and as good as gold
An illness at birth left him weak
And robbed him of the power to speak.
I took him to doctors and psychologists
Added him to therapist`s lists
I spent hours asking him to repeat
Assorted words, wouldn`t admit defeat.
The only sound he`d ever make
Was at decibels to glasses break.
A scream that was so high in tone,
It made your head ache to the bone.
One day at a garage sale,
Looking round to no avail
When I spotted a talking robot toy
I thought it`s talking may encourage my boy.
It had to be worth giving a shot.
He was thrilled when I showed him what I`d got.
He spent hours listening to the robot`s voice
Carried it around, his toy of choice.
A few weeks later, I served him lunch
He said `I don`t like waffles much!`
I hugged him tightly..you can speak?
Tears were rolling down my cheeks
I was so happy `How can this be?`
`The robot gave his voice to me`
He started speaking a lot at home,
But always in a dull monotone
I should be happy, but I`m not ..
All his emotions, he has lost.
His voice has lost all inflection,
How he feels escapes detection.
He either looks at me and glares
Or sits alone and simply stares..
The robot toy was in favour no more,
Tossed in the corner, on the floor.
I picked it up and pulled the string
Screamed and dropped the wretched thing
The only sound to come from the toy ...
Was the high pitched scream that used to be my boy`s!
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

28/02/2024

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23/02/2024

SLAM THE DOOR ....
I was starting a new life that day,
I was going to slam the door and get away.
We`re only human, we make mistakes,
but yours were serious, things that take
much more than remorse to repair.
My love has died, I no longer care.
My actions must given you a clue
when I did things I wouldn`t normally do.
You know me, know my heart.
You had me taped right from the start.
Inoffensive, quiet and gentle,
but your treatment of me was detrimental
to my personality,
but when I explained, you wouldn`t see
that the way you`d changed was hurting me.
Your speciality was manipulation,
to ensure that I gave no aggravation.
Vicious words and criticism
and the well timed punches that came with them
hurt my heart and bruised my soul,
brought forth hate with no control.
I did what I knew had to be done.
I took the children, bought a gun.
Just for my own protection
from your many punches of affection...
You found me on a city street
with the children milling round my feet.
whispered vile threats in my ear
that filled my mortal soul with fear.
I lost my mind, panicked then,
pulled out the gun, fired and fired again.
After all my pain, I could take no more.
Just go to Hell and slam the door!
You lay there dying at my feet,
you`d no more beat me, lie and cheat.
With the gun still smoking in my hand,
a scenario that wasn`t planned.
Now you`re the victim, I know that`s true,
but how I`d suffered because of you!
One shot found your cold black heart
and now I`m paying for my part
in finishing your worthless life,
full payback from your loving wife.
I think I settled up the score.
You paid the price ..
I slammed the door...
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

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HATRED.
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Like a coiled spring compressed so small,
No vestige of love remains at all.
Tighter and tighter the sensation grows… See more

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ROXY MIRANDA AVELINE COURT ..

***
Roxy Miranda Aveline Court,
wasn`t as angelic as everyone thought.
Fooled by her freckles and soft flowing curls,
but Roxy was absent when God made good girls.
From a very young age, when her peers had a pacifier,… See more

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WANT TO KNOW A SECRET?
I don`t usually pick up men in bars
Jump right in their fancy cars,
but I was listening to you… See more

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TUNNELS
Looking on Google one overcast day
Typed in `horror`.. what can I say?
My interest in darkness and anything bad
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IN PATIENT ..
After a few beers and finishing a joint,
arguing with a pal and making a point.
I was feeling quite brave in my present mood.
Having courage at home is all well and good,… See more

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MY FATHER`S VIOLIN ...
Mellow music flows from her instrument..
Her life was in it`s tune
Every note right on point ... a fabulous Clair de Lune ..
She plays not just with her fingers..
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MIRACLE DREAM..
I want to tell you a true story
that really happened to me..
I`m not sure if you`ll believe me ~
but I swear its true ~ so we`ll see.… See more

22/02/2024

DEAD MAN WALKING ..
***
Tumultuous emotions fill my aching head,
my body in repose on this uncomfortable bed
Here I`ve lived in limbo for near seven years.
Long forgotten are self pity, the snivelling and the tears.
I realise I deserve what they`ve got planned for me.
I know that I`m too near subhuman to free.
I`ve been tested and diagnosed as totally sane,
but I still hear the voices that whisper in my brain.
Evil beings, I at last realise,
telling me who lives and who needs to die.
At my hand many young girls have ended up dead,
have suffered at the mercy of my f*cked up head.
I do feel remorse at their loss to their kin,
but I`m aware that if I could, I would do it again.
***
I know so much pain and heartfelt regret.
When the voices go quiet, just this man is left.
A man that has done such heinous things
and deserves the vengeance that hell`s fire brings.
When I close my eyes, I don`t sleep well.
My victim`s faces weave my personal hell.
I hear them screaming in my dreams.
My composure is not what it seems.
When I die, for what it`s worth,
it will surely end my pain on Earth.
It`s not long until my ultimate day ..
I have no last words, what is there to say?
I`ll try to hold my head up high
as Old Sparky helps me to say goodbye.
***
Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)

21/02/2024

ROXY MIRANDA AVELINE COURT ..

***
Roxy Miranda Aveline Court,
wasn`t as angelic as everyone thought.
Fooled by her freckles and soft flowing curls,
but Roxy was absent when God made good girls.
From a very young age, when her peers had a pacifier,
Roxy`s aims were elevated much higher.
She found that by batting her big baby blues
she could get what she wanted, so adults she`d use.
Her father fell hardest for her cute manipulation,
as she grew, her ideas were higher than her station.

***
Her parents weren`t rich, by any means,
and Roxy had them bankrupt by the age of sixteen.
If what she demanded wasn`t produced,
the temper that inhabited her soul was let loose.
At full throttle, she was a sight to behold.
She had computers, Iphones, a pony and gold..
This time she was told that the money was finished.
Roxy sobbed, but when her crying diminished,
she smiled her cute smile, she still wanted stuff!
She`d let them know when it was enough!
On her computer, one at a time,
she insured her parents, so easy online.

***
If they expired, she would be wealthy.
In such a self centred soul, that thought wasn`t healthy.
One Sunday morning they were off to the church
but Roxy stayed home to plan for her splurge.
Her parents discovered that their adoration
and love for Roxy was a complete aberration.
Far from gratitude for all that they had provided,
they found that her love for them had somehow subsided.
As they drove down the High Street, they hadn`t gone far
when they discovered their darling had sabotaged the car.
To get their insurance, she didn`t think twice,
she was determined and took her own good advice.
She did what was needed, she did what it takes..
she sneaked out at dawn and severed the brakes.

***

Marian Finch (Lady Marian) (c)